All I hear is a beat, a solo, and a melody. A drum set here, a guitar there, and the singer center stage. A cheer from the crowd and the beat continues. Some might think it's too noisy. But this is love. This is what people need to survive. Something that makes your heart go crazy. Even if it's for the wrong reasons. A clash, a bang, a scream and shout. This is what life is made of. A band of rock that keeps you sane.
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One Word
Short StoryThis will be a series of short stories and poems that are the result of JUST ONE WORD.
